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Moments of Our Lives

star22

Joy

Harry Potter stepped into the living room and quickly dodged the book thrown at him by his very pregnant wife. He winced as he looked into her angry face.

"Where have you been?!" She yelled," You were supposed to be home hours ago. You are the one who made me take time off of work. What do you expect me to do here alone for hours? Ron and Luna are out as are Neville and Ginny. I tried to reach you, but you did not answer. You could have told me if you were going to be working late."

"Sorry, Hermione," he replied, "Tonks had me out trying to capture Marcus Flint, again, and it took forever. He is really good at hiding. We got a credible lead, so I had to go. We caught him, finally. Then I had to question him. I am really sorry. I will make it up to you, I promise."

"Tonks," she muttered, "What kind of person has everyone call them Tonks? She still acts like a child, just like she did when we were children."

"Now, Hermione, is that fair," Harry said gently.

"Sorry," she whispered, "I am not sure what is wrong with me. I am so emotional. Harry, I do not think I can take this any more."

"I know Hermione. You are pregnant. It happens. I love you so much. Only another few weeks. We will get through this together. I am with you every step of the way," he replied as he leaned in to kiss her. Then he sat next to her and wrapped his arms around her. She smiled and leaned back against him.

One week later, Harry again returned home from work. This time it was different. The lights were off. He stepped into the living room and looked around. No one was there. He walked toward the kitchen door and through it. On the refrigerator was a note written in large print with Ron's handwriting.

Gone to Hospital!

Herm having babies!

Ron.

Harry leaped around, dancing, and promptly fell into the wall. He picked himself up and raced for the doorway, a huge grin on his face. He ran out the door, grabbed his wand, and muttered the spell that would apparate him to the hospital.

As he appeared in the hospital lobby, he raced over to the desk. The receptionist looked up at him.

"Who are you here to see, and what is your relation?" He asked in a bored voice.

"Ms. Hermione Granger, please. She is my wife and is having a baby!" Harry hurriedly replied.

The receptionist smiled, "Congratulations. Room 313 in the second wing."

"Thanks," Harry called back as he raced towards the stairs. He ran all the way to the third floor and raced towards the second wing. He slowed as he reached it, looking for the right room. When he reached it, he pushed open the door and ran inside. There she was, sound asleep, looking exhausted but just as amazing as ever. He smiled and tiptoed over to her. As he gazed at her, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled tiredly. Harry grinned at her.

"Wow, Hermione. You should have called me. I should have been there with you."

"I did not want to bother you. You have been so busy lately."

"Hermione! I will always be there when you need me, just like you are for me. Where are the twins?"

"Being checked out. The nurse will bring them by soon. Oh, Harry, they are so beautiful."

"I'm sure, but not as beautiful as their mother is right now," Harry smiled as the nurse brought in two bundles of cloth. Harry reached out and took hold of his daughter as Hermione took their son. Harry stared at the little girl he was holding and grinned. She looked just like him, except much more beautiful, at least in his opinion. She had his black hair, what little of it that was there sticking in every direction. She had the same emerald eyes, but to him hers were so much more beautiful than his. He turned and sat by Hermione, looking at his son. He grinned even deeper as he noticed that his son had his mother's brown, bushy hair, and lots of it. He noticed the same emerald green eyes. He turned to Hermione and found her staring at him.

"Wow, Harry. They both have your eyes, the most beautiful eyes that I have ever seen. They are definitely your children," she said joyfully

"Well, we will have to have more so that we can have more kids that look like you Hermione." Harry replied. Hermione only groaned. "So, do our planned names for them still work?"

"Yes, they do. James Sirius and Lily Tonks Granger-Potter. They are perfect, just as our kids are," she replied.

Harry shifted, getting comfortable. He was filled with so much joy. They only day that he had been happier had been his wedding day. Now he had his amazing wife and two beautiful kids. He looked at Hermione, who had stiffened a little.

"What's wrong, love?" He asked her worriedly.

"Harry," she whispered, "what kind of parents are we going to be? We both work. We both are so busy. What kind of mother will I be? Luna stopped working for the first two years after Harry Albus was born, and has only worked at home since then. Am I such a selfish person to want to keep working? Should I stay home too? I don't know. I really do not want to. I love my work."

"Hermione, you are not selfish, and you are not Luna. She is the type of person who can do that and that suits Ron. You are not. You need to both work and take care of kids. I want a big part in raising them too. Here's what we will do, if it is all right with you. You take two more months off, to recuperate and start with the kids. Then I will take two months. After that, we will both work part time, for half the week. That way we both can do both things. I think that suits us much better," he replied lovingly.

"Oh, Harry!" She exclaimed, and threw her arms around him. They embraced for a few seconds then pressed their lips together for a loving kiss. Just as they broke apart the nurse came back in.

"It is time for Ms. Granger to sleep, Mr. Potter, and the babies to get a few more tests. You need to go now."

Harry sighed and pulled himself to his feet. As he left the room, he turned and took one last look at his wife who was falling back into slumber. He smiled again, filled with joy at his new family, and the wonderful woman he shared it with.